It was impossible to do nothing when they knew exactly what was going to happen.
As Jude kept watching, a car pulled up at the villa. Two women got out and joined the crowd. They were having a sweet time, a can of beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. A man in a hat who had been at the café that day suddenly went to one of the cars and pulled something out of the trunk. Baseball bats and wooden clubs. They seemed to have been ordered from abroad. There were also reinforced plastic bats advertised as unbreakable. They were quite strong weapons for hurting people. But the enemies that would soon appear were not people. They were zombies.
It was not enough. Breaking open the skull was the surest way to kill a zombie. The veterans had concluded that after testing their guesses about where the virus nested. That was the very reason Jude had bought a war club, not simply because it was a good weapon.
